Two

 

We pull up to the concert hall and my heart is pounding. I know this is only my fifth Bastille concert, but every time I go, I still get too excited. Too bad I still have failed to meet my idols.

Kit, Dean, and I jump out of the car, all of us screaming out of excitement and joy. I run past the two of them, pushing my way through the crowds until I am in the front of the line. Today is general admission and I want to be in the front row today.

"Hey! What the hell do ya think you are doing, mate!" Someone says from behind me, gripping my shoulder. Kit and Dean are instantly by my side. I turn around, the stern look on the girl's face turns surprised. Her hand cover her mouth, her eyes squeeze closed as she screams loudly.

"Uhm..." I look at Kit, grabbing his arm. He looks at Dean, worried.

"OH MY GOD! GUYS IT'S RILEY SNOW!" She jumps on me, hugging me.

"Wow. I never realized I had fans."

"ARE YOU KIDDING?!" She yells, "YOU ARE THE WORLD'S MOST FAMOUS BASTILLE BLOGGER, VLOGGER, AND FAN FIC WRITER! BY GOD, EVEN DAN NOTICED YOU!"

I laugh as a crowd of Bastille fans circle around, "You are probably just as famous as the Bastille lads!" A fan shouts from the middle of the crowd.

"Wow..." I whisper, letting got of Kit. I nod the myself smiling with only one side of my mouth, "...This is amazing."

• • • •

We all start to pile in like a giant wave. Fans let me pass, letting me head to the middle of the first row.

Before we were let in, my brother, Dean, and I, spent the whole time taking pictures with fans. Now I know how the Bastille lads feel. I take a few more pictures with fans that are around me as we wait for the concert to start. Two fans attacked me and tried to kiss me. I pecked their cheeks, and honestly it felt very uncomfortable.

"Riley!" A fan named Jay, pulled my hair screaming her head off, "DAN WAS STARING AT YOU!" I follow her finger backstage where I see Will and Dan. Once I make eye contact with Dan, he looks at Will, and walks away.

"Ooooh." Kit says, "A certain someone is checking you out, Ri Ri."

I roll my eyes, crossing my arms, "As if, Kit." But then my heart froze. What if he was.

• • • •

"RILEY! IT IS STARTING!" Kit yells, jumping on me, and hugging me tightly. I scream and jump along with him as the guys come onto the stage. My heart starts racing and it starts to hurt once Dan stares at me.

Woody starts banging his drums to the tune of "Laura Palmer" causing Dean and Kit to spass out. Dan starts singing and that's when I feel my heart stop.

I scream in pain, falling onto the floor. I hear the music stop and hear fans around me freaking out. The last thing I heard were the Bastille boys freaking out and Dan dropping his microphone.